Genius Wizard Takes Medicine - Chapter 470
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examination (1)
When Lennok looked up at Madame, who jumped to her feet, she shut her mouth.
“… … .”
Sitting in the armchair as quietly as a ghost, she cleared her throat lightly and spoke again.
[Hmmmm, sorry for the fuss. I’ve never gotten consent from a transaction like this before… … .]
“No, it doesn’t matter.”
[Are you serious about giving blood? I hope we don’t hurt each other’s feelings with pointless puns. I was thinking of letting him meet Shem Murphy, who was losing ground because of the work of the blood mage boy, but no matter how much he changed his words to the vampire… … .]
“I guess the doctor’s name is Murphy.”
When Lennok responded with a plaintive expression, Madame’s voice only then changed sharply.
[…] … A drop of the blood of a level 8 wizard. You know what it means to say that you can give it to me right now, right?]
“… … .”
[That’s like professing in front of me that the level of fastness, which no one was sure about, has already reached a level that transcends the hierarchy-]
“Don’t get too far ahead.”
Saying that, Lennok slowly reached inside his coat.
Looking at the calmly sunken madam’s veil, she slowly takes out something.
Her gaze was not far from the one finger-sized object Lennok had pulled out.
“If you have presented the terms of the transaction and know that you are willing to accept it, the details can be adjusted at any time.”
[…] … .]
“The reason I’m accepting your condition is because I, too, care about this matter in my own way. Even if I take some risk, I want to get a certain guarantee.”
widely.
said Lennok, setting a small glass bottle down on the small round wooden table between the two of them.
“A doctor from the central city. It is also an authority specializing in the field of self-examination such as blood and genetic analysis. Are you sure?”
[…] … My name is Alejandro Murphy.]
Saying that, the madam quietly reached out and picked up a small glass bottle.
[A 47-year-old vampire who has lived for over 100 years.]
“… … .”
[He was one of the very few people who managed to escape when Arsnova was destroyed, and he is a doctor who had considerable skills in the field even in the central city.]
Lift the glass bottle, carefully flip the veil, and slowly check the contents inside.
From Lennok’s seat, her face was obscured by the shadows and unknown magical powers.
The madam looked down at the dark red drop of blood in the vial and murmured.
[It goes without saying about his skills and experience, but the medical records he brought with him while escaping from the central city are no different from the supreme treasure. The number of people who want his treatment is overflowing just by bringing some of the examination records of the central city, which boasted the most extensive data on the continent.]
Since it was a checkup record from the central city, this was information that neither Lennok nor Jenny had properly heard.
I just thought that a doctor from Arsnova would have that kind of skills, but I never thought he would come out with data from when he was working in that city.
Medical records stored in a city of that size would undoubtedly have a vast amount and category that differs from existing medical data.
It may be possible to present a new or groundbreaking diagnosis that has not been presented before to Lennok today.
While Lennok thought so, the madam who put down the glass bottle with both hands nodded.
[I’ll put you in touch with Murphy. I’ll be waiting for you.]
“Is the gift sufficient as a condition for the transaction?”
[Because a promise is a promise. But I didn’t know that you would give something like this in return.]
The madam’s veil shook faintly as she said that.
[To think he had the blood of a level 8 magician that wasn’t his own… … . Did you really think there might be a deal like this?]
“Can it be?”
Saying that, Lennok slowly gathered up his coat and stood up from his seat.
What Madame demanded as a condition of the deal was not Lennok’s blood, but a drop of the blood of an 8th level wizard.
To put it bluntly, it’s as if it doesn’t matter who the owner of the blood is.
That’s why Lennok decided to choose another method, instead of hastily passing a drop of blood to Madam at this spot.
Fingernails given to Lennok by a clown at the end of the jungle as a passing certification mark. The clown’s blood that was thickly soaked between them.
“I just happened to have an opportunity and kept it. If it wasn’t for this, I wouldn’t have bothered to recall it.”
Whatever the case may be, the clown is clearly an 8th-level magician.
There is no way that the madam wouldn’t recognize the specialness of that blood.
In addition, since the clown voluntarily gave it to Lennok as a gift, it perfectly met Madame’s conditions.
Apparently, to a vampire, giving blood voluntarily seems to be considered a special meaning, so Lennok also needed to be cautious.
At least after knowing how Madame intends to use the clown’s blood, it would be better to give her Lennok’s blood as a gift the next time she deals with her again.
Madame also stood up with a small sigh, probably realizing that Lennok had no intention of drawing his blood right here.
[great… … . Although it is in the form of blood, this overwhelming density that is out of the normal body composition. It must be the blood of a level 8 magician.]
“… … .”
[Murphy’s hospital location and personal contact information. I’ll put in contact, so if you go right away, you’ll be able to meet.]
The madam picked up a fountain pen lying on the table, scrawled something in a small notebook, tore it up and handed it to Lennok.
[It was a good deal. I hope next time you come with a problem big enough for me to ask for your blood.]
Lennok laughed at the madam’s words, which seemed to be somewhat condescending.
As a result, he didn’t directly ask for Lennok’s blood, so he received an unintended item.
It seemed that Madame would rather receive a drop of Lennok’s blood in return than the blood of an 8th-level wizard she had just obtained.
“Anytime you’re more helpful than a doctor named Murphy.”
[Mmm… … .]
Lennok, who had picked up the note over the silent madam, looked away as if he had just left the room and remembered it.
“On the way up, I broke some of the facilities in the castle. Please excuse me.”
Since the power unit of the elevator and all other facilities were destroyed with magical power overload, shouldn’t we say something in advance?
But Madame nodded as if she didn’t care too much about what Lennok said.
[Ah, Talker Fuzz’s stuff.]
“… … Talker Fuzz?”
[Since the culture there was strongly influenced by the central city, there were many novel entertainments. It’s something that can be airlifted at any time, so don’t worry too much about it.]
“It’s a novel entertainment… … .”
[You seem interested, right? It’s a city crazy about gambling and nightlife. He was the first to conceive of a bet and a gamble to play around with power like the elevator.]
An elevator installed in Madame’s castle.
Could it be that the thing that worked only after all the power of the facilities inside the castle came from the entertainment of the Talker Puzz?
I wasn’t interested when I heard the story from the clown and Leya, but it was clear that the city also had a lot of personality.
[When the time comes, stop by later. Because there are many amazing human groups.]
“Remember.”
If the madam was to mention it like this, it would mean that there was something in that city that would impress even a vampire like her.
It wasn’t that there were no images or landscapes associated with it, but Lennok put aside those sentiments for a while and immediately left Madame’s castle.
Behind Lennok, who walks out of the lobby tapping his cane, is full of freelancers keeping their mouths shut.
It was only then that Lennok, who confirmed that the atmosphere had become similar to the atmosphere of the shadows he had remembered, moved on.
“Dabi, can you confirm the location Madame gave you?”
[An underground cavity located in Area 44. It’s not far from here in terms of distance. If you ride a bike, you will arrive in 10 minutes.]
“Any other special features?”
[Seeing that there are no photos taken properly in the satellite city, it is highly likely that the entire area is heavily jammed in some way.]
Darby tilted her head in her arms and said.
[It seems to be a measure to prevent leakage of internal data rather than blocking external data.]
“… … .”
Lennox nodded, understanding what Darby meant.
A medical examination record in the central city that a doctor named Murphy keeps. It’s probably a means to keep that data from leaking out.
Lennok immediately summoned his monster bike, stuck his cane into the side of the saddle and pulled the throttle.
Buaang!!
Lennok’s model, which accelerated at high speed, disappeared as it was buried in the street.
* * *
Lennok did as Darby said and soon arrived near Area 44.
While I was looking around to find a place to enter and avoid their gaze, my phone suddenly started to vibrate.
[Since I dealt with Onion, I’ve thought about it rather than talking about it.]
A plaintive song resounding through the receiver. Its presence is such that you can guess the opponent’s potential with just that voice.
The cartel’s chairman was Oliviera Lone Mayes.
[Are you saying you’re still struggling with one injury?]
At her words, Lennok let out a laugh while holding the throttle.
“… … Have rumors spread there already?”
[The bosses made a fuss about the cartel’s outside directors appearing on the streets dying.]
Oliviera said in a tone that seemed really annoying.
[I don’t think a mage like you can’t consider the aftermath. But for the time being, to be self-respecting. It doesn’t happen for a day or two that worms who don’t know the subject covet riches.]
“Thanks for the advice. But it’s already too late.”
Saying that, Lennok glanced up at the sky above the buildings in the 40th District that quickly passed by.
“Because everyone who might know seems to know.”
Dozens of eyes pouring toward the bike with its roaring engine.
Some of them seem unwilling to hide their feelings or intentions.
Most of them are level 7 Aspect abilities who have completed the hierarchy. I can feel the presence of an exceptionally strong military rank leader.
Considering the stature that Kwon-roe has built up on this floor, it is a manifestation of a truly arrogant presence.
But Lennok didn’t think the situation was too surprising.
Although he is called a blood-crazed wizard, it is only possible because he possesses powerful fighting abilities unlike a wizard.
However, if you are relying on a life support system, isn’t it obvious that the balance of power has been disturbed?
No matter how low it was set, the combat endurance would have dropped significantly, and it was clear that one more weakness was the maintenance device.
The fact that thorough fastness appeared in this way proves that there is no room for weighing back and forth.
What if someone took advantage of this opportunity and won the victory over the undefeated Gyeon-roe?
The bounty on the neck of a dog on the deep web is already beyond imagination, and even if you capture it alive, it is no different from obtaining a living treasure chest.
It is natural that the risk is high, but the return that follows is indescribable.
If Lennok was really badly injured and on life support, encountering a situation like this would have to be avoided as much as possible.
But the reason Lennok came out so openly despite knowing the shadowy atmosphere was that the situation was likely to actually be helpful as a result.
It makes it easier to make excuses for unexpected absences, and it also makes it easier to weed out those who have animosity towards Lennok.
In the name of being sick, it will be easier to deal with suspicious things naturally.
Of course, all of these premises were made only because of the fact that Lennok was actually not that sick, but there is no reason not to use this accidentally created information gap.
[Arrived.]
“… … He doesn’t really attack.”
Considering the momentum I felt when passing through the streets, I thought a battle would happen at least once, but it was unexpected.
Are you still trying to keep a little distance and check if the rumors are true?
Lennok thought so and immediately headed for the underground cavity below the commercial district of District 44.
In a dark and dusty corner of the warehouse, only a broken cctv with no light is hanging shabby.
But the moment Lennok stood in front of the camera, the warehouse floor seemed to sink, revealing a staircase that went down deeper into the basement.
rattle!!
The moment he walked through the dark passageway and out into the open space, Lennok realized he was standing in the middle of a vast hallway.
A very quiet hallway where no one can be seen walking around.
At the end of the space where only pale lights shined in a row, someone in a wheelchair was watching Lennok.
“You’re much thinner than I thought.”
A sticky voice as if a foreign body was stuck in the throat.
The person slowly rolling his wheelchair to Lennok stared blankly at him before reaching out his hand.
“Alejandro Murphy. is a vampire It is an honor to meet the cruelest mage in the Balkans.”
“… … Has that rumor already been exaggerated to that point?”
An emaciated young man who looks like he has just turned 30, thick glasses and a body that looks like an old tree that is more withered than Lennok’s are impressive.
But what stood out more was the magical glow that shone softly on his skin.
Lennok realized that it was a trace of life support and other mechanical equipment inserted into his body.
Introducing himself as Murphy, he was a vampire but also a cyborg whose body was transformed into a machine.
Without delay, Murphy turned the wheelchair around, and Lennok followed.
“I heard the story from Madam. I need help.”
“In the field I want, they say that you are a recognized authority on this floor. I heard that you are from the central city.”
“It is not difficult.”
Murphy snapped back.
“If you weren’t a superhuman who reached a high level.”
When I opened the iron door at the end of the hallway, the vast scenery of the examination room unfolded inside.
One side of the examination room was made of glass, but it was covered in black, so it looked strange.
“There are many cases in which superhumans of level 7 or higher have their body composition changed differently from ordinary humans. Do you know?”
“Roughly.”
“For this reason, when a high-ranking superhuman is suffering from a major illness or injury, it is quite difficult to examine a clear cause or symptom.”
“… … .”
“But it is only natural that such a case would be a valuable specimen.”
Looking back at the silent Lennok, Murphy laughed.
“The checkup record database I brought from the central city. You want to find out how your body is being damaged through that record, right?”
Murphy’s eyes turned to the wand Lennok was holding.
“Life support. It’s not bad for a customized item, but it lacks performance for a high-ranking wizard. I could make a lot better stuff than this.”
“Like you are using now?”
“If you want, I’ll make it in the form of a wand.”
Murphy chuckled.
“However, to form a comparison group by extracting your body information from the central city’s checkup record database, several steps are required. My condition is this one only.”
The vampire’s eyes shone sharply.
“Sharing the process of going through the process with the VIPs of my business. Would you agree?”
“I think you need to know what a procedure is.”
“Nothing. It just repeats a few simple experiments.”
Murphy immediately snapped his fingers at Lennox’s plaintive reply.
At that moment, the whole glass, which had been painted black, was brightly lit, revealing the landscape beyond.
Dozens of isolation rooms built beyond the exam room. Inside, different creatures were staring this way, locked one by one inside the containment chamber.
Not to mention nameless animals and plants, human-sized monsters, and more than five human figures.
The moment Lennok understood and kept his mouth shut, Murphy said.
“I’m going to take your blood and inject it into them drop by drop.”
“… … .”
“We can compare the numerical values derived from it and extract the most precise data through relative analysis. There is no better way to reduce errors and variance than this.”
“It’s a human experiment… … .”
“Hmm, are you sure you don’t have any objection to this process?”
Murphy pursed his lips in slight surprise.
“These are death row inmates who were taken out of special prisons by paying back money. Serial murder is basic, arson, terrorism, and even cannibalism. If it wasn’t for this kind of experiment, it would be difficult for them to be exposed to the outside air in any way.”
“It seems that Arsnova handled criminals this way.”
“Even in such a magnificent city, there weren’t many opportunities to conduct clinical trials on magic users.”
Murphy replied, tapping the armrest of his wheelchair.
“Since it is impossible to give up, I have carefully selected those who were judged to have no room for rehabilitation and persuaded them to contribute to the development of the city.”
“… … What is the VIP of your business?”
“Actually, it has been a while since I stopped being a doctor. It’s just a side job to expand the business, and I’m only dealing with acquaintances from time to time.”
As Murphy said, he snapped his fingers once more.
At that moment, the closet of the examination room opened upside down, revealing countless test tubes for storing blood.
The appearance of the test tube, which looked like a display case in Madame’s room, but somehow resembled the form of an ampoule.
Even if you insert a needle and inject it right away, the size and shape that is not strange stand out.
“In the long history of doping, the blood doping method, in which one’s own blood is drawn in advance and then injected into the body to obtain an effect, has been very popular.”
Murphy said.
“However, if it is possible to reduce the rejection of other people’s blood, it is possible to use other blood instead of one’s own blood. Rather, it is much more stable and has less aftereffects than doping using drugs or drugs. The odds of getting caught are low.”
“… … .”
“Everyone is the same when it comes to performance beyond their ability. I am just offering a reasonable deal to those who have such earnest wishes.”
At that moment, countless screens were turned on above the isolated space beyond the glass of the exam room, and dozens of people began to appear on the screen.
People of all ages and genders are overflowing with colorful clothes, makeup, and adorned themselves with luxurious items.
[Doctor, if you’re ready, let’s start quickly.]
[I heard that this item is not for sale. Then there was no need to participate?]
[Then Manning, get out of here. It’s been a while since the doctor invited me to a demonstration.]
All the people who could feel the wealth at a glance were looking down at the scenery of the containment room with expressions that were somewhat impatient.
Even those who look around to see if they can’t see Murphy and Lennok across the screen and talk to each other.
[There is a championship title final in three days. I hope something like that comes out.]
[I forgot to rehearse the performance, so I have to order one set!]
[I have an important deal with the dictator of the Western Republic. I hope you have a nice present.]
Not to mention businessmen, athletes, and singers, there are also those who appear to be high-ranking magic users, soldiers, and even religious priests.
Industry luminaries from all over the continent, drawn by the results of Murphy’s business.
“The authors don’t know who the main character of the experiment we’re going to be doing is. Without your permission, the blood used in the reaction experiment today will not be sold.”
Murphy laughed sharply. The mechanism inside the leather on his face glowed, adding a fluorescent glow to his smile.
“I just share and show the process together. Do you understand what this means?”
It was only then that Lennok realized what Murphy was thinking, and let out a hollow laugh.
“… … I’m thinking of using my blood as a publicity board for the blood business.”
Genius Magician Who Takes Medicine Chapter 472